Logically speaking, they shouldn't be interested.
"They were asked to protect the perfumer." Death Black Blade replied, "There is a team of perfumers participating in this hunting activity, and Knight Rodel is worried that they will encounter a strong enemy and will not be able to protect them."
Chapter 117 Hunting Activities
Half an hour later, the young man stood on the slightly cool city wall, his well-tailored, thick black windbreaker swaying gently in the breeze.
There is no need to use a carriage to go outside the city. There is no flat road and the vibrations of a carriage are much greater than those of a horse.
You can almost see the entire Yatan Plateau and a little bit of the volcano after determining the direction.
The young man jumped lightly and landed steadily.
Everyone around saw who it was, but they were not surprised and continued doing their own things.
Land and blow the whistle.
He mounted his horse and walked forward leisurely, like a traveler who had nothing to do and went to the mountains for fun.
Roland was very familiar with this forest and didn't need anyone to lead him. He often came here when he was young and fought bears with his bare hands, almost killing the bears.
So much so that the animals around would not approach him, and almost everyone would run away when they saw him.
Feeling the ups and downs of his crotch, he did not rush to speed it up, but took his time, savoring the scenery that he seldom appreciated in games.
Torret is a good horse.
The sound of horse hooves rustling through fallen leaves echoed through the woods, startling a flock of roosting birds.
The young man was rising and falling on horseback, and finally saw the knights guarding the surroundings outside the woods.
"Your Highness!"
They were obviously surprised, but they looked at each other and knew why he came.
The leading knight captain came over, saluted Roland, and asked.
"Your Highness, are you here to see Miss Fulshanks and Miss Lanceshanks?"
"Well, where are they?"
Roland asked casually, but his eyes were always on the surroundings without any slackness.
He put away Torret. The portability of the spirit horse made many knights envious.
But if they were really asked to change horses, they would probably be reluctant to part with their old friends.
The knight captain was with him, explaining to him the reasons for this action.
"It was the perfumer who requested us to do this activity. They wanted to collect a batch of materials themselves, and the reward was very generous. So we went out with them under the pretext of hunting.
Because we were short of manpower, we wanted to try inviting Miss Fulshanks and Miss Lanceshanks, but we didn’t expect them to agree.”
"Well, I see."
Even if Roland was no longer in charge of Knight Rodel, they were still more willing to follow his instructions and leadership.
The surrounding Rodel knights all went to deal with the beasts and monsters, leaving only the knight captain to send Roland to find the two ancient dragons.
Before long, an open space appeared in sight. There were about a dozen people wearing perfumer robes, collecting some plants.
To be honest, when Roland was an A-Ti, he seldom used props and had no interest in collecting.
As for the royal sister who is out of place in this scene, she is like an oil painting-style character inserted into a realistic sketch.
The world is gray, but she is the colorful scenery.
The silver hair swayed in the direction of the wind, and the beige coat was matched with a slightly lighter white knitted sweater, which hid the huge fruit very well.
Roland looked at her and even remembered the feel of her hand. Miss Lance blushed slightly.
Miss Gu Long, who is famous for her gentleness among the Knights of Rodel, has countless admirers.
At this moment, everyone was silent.
The silver-haired lady showed a surprised expression, covered her mouth lightly, and ran over in small steps.
"How did you come?"
"Well, now that I'm back, I naturally want to see you." Roland took her hand directly.
The knights and perfumers had no choice but to go blind at this moment, and a few knights suppressed their grief and pretended not to care.
It would be painful to see the person you like holding hands with someone else, even if that person is His Highness Godwin.
This power of grief and anger was ultimately vented on wild beasts and monsters.
That day, the monsters and beasts outside the royal city had no idea what these people in armor were doing.
In the shadow of the forest, golden leaves are scattered, covering the ground with a layer of gold.
Roland and Lance stood together in the shade. The summer wind was hot and warm, and only in this way could the temperature be lowered.
He looked at the perfumer not far away and didn't understand why these people came out in person.
Perfume making is the secret art of the royal city and was once considered a holy duty.
This is different from the perfume making techniques that are everywhere in the game.
Today's perfume making technique is still exclusive to perfumers.
If you want any material, just buy it.
The reason why it is no longer a priesthood is thanks to the Fallen Perfumer and the Omen Hunter.
The perfumer may seem like a grandma's job, but in fact, it is more of an auxiliary with certain combat capabilities.
Therefore, many perfumers will drink the potion and become corrupted perfumers or even ominous hunters.
These guys are all perverts, experiment maniacs, and criminals who enjoy torture and poaching.
In the game, Diaros, who drank tea instead of wine, died at the hands of the corrupt perfumer in order to protect the Hu Village.
Roland stared at them. They came out to collect materials in person and even asked for protection from the knights. What on earth were they looking for?
This area......
He didn't make any moves for the time being, chatting with Lance and asking her.
"Why are you here?"
"Well, since you're not in the royal city, Ful and I have to do something to relieve boredom and go out to relax."
Lance smiled lightly, "However, why did you come back so early this time?"
"If you need anything, please go to your mother."
Roland walked side by side with her, "Speaking of which, where is Fule? Why don't I see her?"
"She went over there to look for wild beasts and monsters. She said she only uses bows and arrows."
Lance chatted with him, feeling a little anxious, as he had known that Roland would come to see them.
There was no way she would agree to this event.
It was purely because of the request of a knight I knew, and I really had some free time.
Roland held her hand, exerting a little force, and asked, "How long will this hunt last?"
"The original plan was to have lunch here in the evening and go back directly in the evening."
Lance's breathing was a little rapid, "We'll be here at noon?"
“I think it’s pretty good.”
Roland laughed heartily, tilting his head, "We haven't had a picnic in a long time. The only times we've eaten outdoors were when we were on the road or at war.
It's nice to be able to come out like this and have a leisurely lunch."
"You say that..." Lance's anxiety was calmed down a little.
She wanted to be close to Roland, and with so many people around, it would be nice to be able to hold hands.
His conversation with Lance attracted quite a few people, even some perfumers were listening attentively.
It was not until lunch time that the silver-haired girl was seen wearing leather armor, carrying a bow and arrow, and holding a sheep in her hands.
Her expression was a little gloomy, with the corners of her mouth drooping slightly, until she saw Roland, and then she instantly smiled.
"Godwin, why are you here?"
"I came to see you." Roland smiled, and Ful threw himself into his arms, leaving the sheep aside.
Chapter 118 Perfumer
The sheep hunted by For was not an ordinary goat, but a thunder sheep. It was covered with golden light and would emit arcs of electricity when rolling. It was considered a specialty of the Yatan Plateau.
The sheep was thrown aside with an arrow stuck in its head, looking very pitiful.
She hugged Roland's neck and said, "Do you have anything to do tonight? We won't finish until the evening."
"No, I have to go back this afternoon." Roland shook his head. "I have something else to do. I need to go find my mother."
"Good."
Fuer let go of her hand, but a faint haze appeared in her eyes. Her hair drooped down lightly, looking a little cold.
It's not like she couldn't tell the situation clearly. Godwin was going to see Queen Marika, so there must be something important.
At this moment, the knights who had scattered around had all returned to this camp.
They harvested a lot, including rabbits, goats, wild deer... everything. The knights gathered together, some were curious, some were frustrated.
"Hey, are your highness and Miss Fulshanks together?"
"You don't know? Didn't you bring back a magician last time?"
"What's going on Miss Lance Shanks?"
"You guys chat, I'm leaving."
"Don't leave."
"I guess it's a love triangle. Who do you think His Highness will choose in the end?"
"I think Miss Fulshanks has a good chance of winning. It's been so long."
"But didn't you hear yesterday? His Highness came back with Princess Ranie."
"Rani? From the royal family of Kalia? The daughter of King Radagon...?"
"And you still call me Wang Fu?"
"Aren't they brother and sister?"
"What kind of brother and sister are they? If you ask me, their status is compatible. Maybe this one can compete with Miss Fulshanks in talent."
"........"
Roland looked at the knights returning from the woods with a complicated expression. They didn't think he couldn't hear.
Several people came out of the forest, carrying prey in their hands, without saying a word.
He didn't say anything, just walked over and patted them on the shoulders.
When several people thought about the conversation just now, they all looked nervous and their smiles became short.
Lunch consisted of hunted animals, and the knights easily cut up the prey and built a fire.
Roland wanted to help, but was rejected by them. He was not even needed to cook.
The perfumer is responsible for seasoning and controlling the timing.
The meat they grill has a different feeling and tastes fresh and fragrant.
Roland had been keeping an eye on perfumers, but he didn't think there was anything different about them.
It seems a bit too normal.
Sitting opposite him was not only the knight captain, but also another perfumer.
His eyes were bright, and he asked, "Did you achieve your goal this time?"
"Not yet, Your Highness."
